Feel betrayed,... as I sit here cold and tiredIt seems that what I valued beforeHas been eaten cold by a ghostDeeds, what's to gain hereI want to kill myselfBut I ain't got the guts... yetIce cold, even the smoke cuts coldMother, father, brother, sisterYou don't understand me'cause how could you...When I can'tYou bastardsBlind laughters I miss my homeSick, feel sickCan't eat more of your shitYou are a decieving liarAnd I am a mistrusting fireNowhere to go but home